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you made calls for the next 2 hours getting taramia checked into rehab finally finding an available spot to take her in today

yes finally

you sighed thankful for the space sliding ur jacket on

you-yes thank you I'll be there right away

??-alright and whats her name?
the other line asked

you-taramia, an on going alcoholic
you replied grabbing your keys as dawson walked in confused

dawson-whats going on baby?
he asked his arms around your waist

you-im taking tari to the rehab centre i'll be back soon
you smiled pecking his lips with a kiss leaving the house and when you arrived at her apartment she was passed out on the couch

you sighed knocking on the door seeing her wake up and you waved seeing her smile and stumble over

she's a mess

taramia-hi
he slurred making you sigh

you-how have you got this bad again tari?
you asked sliding her shoes on for her

taramia-i don't know
she laughed standing up right now

you-did dawson talk to you?

taramia-a little when he came and got the stuff, apparently you're together now thanks for stealing my man and my child

you glanced up feeling insanely bad.

you-thats not what it is tari, you're not fit to be a mother or a girlfriend in this state

taramia-his liked you for ages i could just tell
she replied visibly upset stumbling down the stairs with you

you-i'll take care of them you know that tami

she nodded
taramia-yeah

and so you soon enough dropped tari off arriving home safely.

you walked in seeing dawson kneeled down helping darien out with his shirt

darien-does mommy know?

you-does mommy know what?
you asked with a smile closing the door behind yourself

dawson-about dinner, my treat remember?
he asked glancing up to you

you smile remembering every second of that conversation looking down at your outift

longsleeved red shirt with a lace hem and your clean cargos

that's good for going out for dinner right? both my boys look casual. some jeans and a plain shirt

dawson-i see you looking at your outfit you don't have time to change baby it's pretty as it is

you-who said i was gonna change?
you asked walking out the door with them both

dinner time thank god im starving.

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